bravado

a collision of atoms that happens before your eyes

[sebastianfucker]

“Oh, Lazarus, did you want to wake up? Or did God drag you clawing and screaming back into the light, when all you wanted was to stay dead?”

— ain’t no grave can hold my body down, but jesus christ, i wish it could. | j.s.

[janeyreworld]

[bluebeardsbride-deactivated2021]

“I, too, can create desolation” — Mary Shelley, Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus

“I, too, create corpses” — Sylvia Plath, from ‘Three Women’

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

Interactive :: House Saints by Hala Alyan

[bethswords]

ig: mindeya

[postlitany]

Slytherin + Books and Museums 

[greelin]

openly lusting for kitchenware and home goods that you will never be able to afford

[halfsavages-deactivated20200621]

william blake, “the chimney sweeper”, songs of innocence and experience

[gregory-lejeune]

Buste d’Antinoüs (détail du Groupe de San Ildefonso, vers 130-138).

[rererereree-deactivated20241031]

[adampvrrish]

anne sexton // richard siken// margaret atwood // virginia woolf

[rosenaufsuden-deactivated202003]

a medieval view from my window, adorned by café and ancient laws that once ruled kingdoms from centuries ago.

ig: rosenaufsuden

[solo-vintage]

Joan Crawford, portrait by Ruth Harriet Louise, 1928

[fairypage-deactivated20201122]

joan crawford as hamlet in 1929

[ladymacbeeth]

those old books look great 📖 ☕

ig @limonerosse

[adrasteiax]

“(…) are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?”

— Mary Oliver, from Have You Ever Tried To Enter The Long Black Branches? in “New And Selected Poems: Volume Two”

[grayskymorning]